I’m listening to “The Best of Carly Simon” and it brings back so many memories of where I first heard the album: in my freshman college dorm. It just makes me feel like NU 1979 – all bright eyed and bushy tailed. I’m feeling all nostalgic and sentimental like I’m ready to come out of my shell and get some lovin’. I have been on “Love Lockdown” for a few years now. I can hardly remember what it’s like to have a lover or just to hang out with someone in my living room. I have been off romance for a long time. My motto had become: “Every day that I’m NOT loving a man is a day without misery.” Harsh! I was flipping through my journals from my undergrad years at Northwestern and I am amazed at how much I longed for a boyfriend back then. I was constantly writing poetry and lamenting over some unrequited love. It’s almost enough to make me get over this bout of sentimentality that I am experiencing right now. In fact, let me turn off this stupid music right now before this condition turns permanent!!
Stay tuned: Will Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl really turn back into a hopeful romantic?
